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I'm not quite sure when I lost it.
I don't recall when it fell between the cracks in the car with my loose change,
Can't remember the day I found it melted in the laundry with my forgotten guitar picks,
Nor the time I slid it into the wrong folder with my history assignment.
I jus...

Who am I you ask?
Who am I indeed
For I am the night
And you are my steed.
Dash away through my midst
My shadows find you still
Starlit reflections of my armor
Reaching in for the kill.
Dance away through the woods
From my grip you can't escape
My huntsmen and I lurk
In your heart&...

When I was little
And used to believe
I would sit outside in the summers
And stare up at the clouds
I would squint my hardest
Peer with all my might
To catch a glimpse of my dog or grandpa who had passed.
When I grew older
And started to question
I went on a plane ride
And soared
Abov...

And so here I lay
Jagged chunks of moonlight
Shattered by the window panes
Scatter across the floor
Coming and going at the clouds' whim.
My bare feet nimbly pick their way
Across the groaning floorboards
Carefully avoiding the broken light.
My rough calloused hands find the smoo...

She sits,
This girl,
Dressed in shadows.
Harsh brown eyes colored around darkly with black.
A pale white face like a ghost,
Maybe that was the intent.
Black hair chopped at sharp angles,
A chunk in front of her face,
Intended to be an invisibility cloak.
A chain hangs loosely fr...

I sit on the sidelines and watch the game
Ah, my favorite, young hearts in pain
Oh how cruel you must think I am
But for fourteen year-old love I don’t give a damn.
I simply wait and watch girls whine and cry
“If he doesn’t like me back I’m quite certain I’ll die!”
My guess i...

Why?
Why do we follow blindly
Palms outstretched in front of us
Getting general shapes
Never seeing the entire reality.
Why do we crawl forward
On our hands and knees
Slowly and clumsily following the path
We’re placed on.
Why don’t we leap to our feet and sprint
Finding a new path tha...

I lay here
On my cloud
Floating high above all that is below.
I pretend I do not hear
I pretend it does not matter
I pretend I’m somewhere else and that you are far away.
The two of you sit
Deep in mud
Sharpening words to throw.
Fighting as if there is no end
As if the world will fall
I...

People aren’t perfect
Grudges latch on for a lifetime
Clinging quietly
Unseen until brought to the surface.
Good deeds are forgotten
In the blink of an eye
Disappearing as if there was nothing ever there.
In the mirror
Our imaginations run wild
A fair maiden becomes a hideous hag.
Our sh...

I stare out at a world of darkness
Even in the glaring light of day.
Diluted thoughts hang
Heavily in minds like a cloud of smoke.
Eyes flicker during conversations
Trying to see out of both of their faces.
Hearts dangle from a thin silk thread
In our chests
As people carry an ax
To snip th...

Some people rush through
Trying to force a meaning
They look for straight answers
Not ones that are waving or leaning.
They believe if they slur the words cut the rests, break the ties
It will still mean the same thing
But there’s a pause, a stop after the beat of a heart
The flap of a wi...

Always too terrified to slip from the wall
Afraid that I’ll accidentally step into your light
Staying behind chairs and tables
Dipping low and ducking down
One wrong move
One wrong sound
One wrong look
Could explode the bomb that is you.
Always afraid to speak up
To say what’s really dr...

I look at her
And she stares back.
Clear blue eyes
Wet with never-shed tears.
The petite girl
Whom everyone always assumes
Is so weak.
And maybe she is
But on the inside
Calluses cover everything.
Long blonde hair
Cascades in waves
Down her back.
Her lengthy bangs
Falling in her face,
...

The warmth of spring pulses through the air,
Sweet and tangy on my tongue like a fresh orange picked from the highest branch on a tree,
Exploding in my mind and eating away the cold of winter.
Small buds stretch out their arms,
Yawning and rubbing the sleep from their brightly colored eyes.
The...

The long crooked fingers of shadows crawl across the grass
Grabbing at anything within reach
Trying to make the world succumb to grays, black, darkness, and gloom.
The strong silver hands of the moon reach down and shoo those greedy fingers away
Like an unwanted dog in its yard.
Pulling the wor...

A note, or two
Soaring aimlessly through the air
Slipping into my ears.
Two notes or three
Falling from my mind
Responding to the others.
A chord, is made
Strummed and struck
Played and heard.
A jumble of notes
Twisting through space
Through my mind
Gluing themselves to a sheet
Of lines...

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